Discussion in 'Star Trek Movies XI+' started by King Daniel Beyond, Mar 19, 2012.
want to get stinkfaced drunk and make
complete jackasses out of themselves."
to name names, ya' preachy little pansy?"
Scotty poked his forefinger into McCoy's chest.
"Eat this!" McCoy replied, stabbing his hypospray
into Scotty's right buttock and injecting a
concoction that would render all alcohol ineffective.
Scotty became the soberest he'd been since
2235, when he'd accidentally locked himself in
the decontamination chamber. For three weeks he
lived off of decon gel and the
putrid gunk stuck under his toe nails.
"What'dya do that fer, Doctor?" Scotty asked,
there's a replicator in the corner, there."
"What I injected you with can't be
allowed in replicator patterns available to just
anyone. If someone accidentally go hold of
the pattern buffer controls there'd be a
danger of allowing the pattern matrix to
disphase into the sub-quantum micro meta realm."
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